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Not going to bother dishing out the goods for Prison Break this week. It makes me feel weary. After I feel like taking that Susan's head and twisting it off her spine with my own bare hands, that is.
Crap, I still have about a thousand memes owing. Sorry, guys.
Someone bought me a pretty virtual box of chocolate but made it anonymous. Normally I'd be able to work out who it was (not that anyone's ever given me an anonymous vgift before) but considering I've had multiple conversations with people about chocolate supplies lately I can't quite use the process of elimination here. So I feel bad, but THANK YOU! *hugs O Anonymous One tightly*
I'm digging the new Delta album. Her first album has been a guilty pleasure of mine - the second one I barely heard. This one is obviously less "omg-I-had-cancer" (for which I had full sympathy for, of course... I just didn't need to hear a whole album about it) and there's this song, Possessionless, which I can't bloody well stop listening to. There's another song on there which is hilariously so not her type of music, I started laughing when I first heard it. It's, er, dancey. Bizarre.
Dear Emma, Geri, Mel, Mel and Victoria: I do love your group but why would you release some sentimental friendship song as a first single instead of the boppy tunes you do best? Seriously.
DARREN HAYES TOMORROW NIGHT!
The chewy M&M cookies from Safeway are unbelievably good.
I haven't told my dad that because it didn't air in the US last week, Prison Break is now shown here only one day after instead of eight. If I tell him he definitely wouldn't download it and I need the eps on my computer, dammit. How long d'you reckon I can pull the wool over his eyes for? *iz devious*
I'm curious as to what the remake of The Birds is going to be like. Naomi Watts is cool and all, but it's Hitchcock, man. Only he could make me (temporarily) scared of swarming birds without the help of CGI.
BLOODY ESSAY THAT'S DUE IN EIGHTEEN HOURS THAT I HAVEN'T WRITTEN YET. And then my exam on Thursday that I haven't even gathered my notes for. I hate this. I really, really do. ENTERTAIN ME, FLIST.